Going Back for Some More...

[mindflipper]

DAY 6: JULY 01, 2010

Len and Mark found themselves as unfortunate hosts to Iago. “He’s some crazy madman! He’s Jafar, but Jafar is not Jafar! It all happened after you guys left the Villains’ Hide-out at the Wonders of Life!”

“How did you know we were there?” asked Len.

“I’ve been following you because Jafar told me to!” squawked Iago hysterically. “But Jafar wasn’t Jafar – get with the picture! He’s done something to the villains! You got to come with me back to the Hide-out!”

“We can’t,” refused Mark. “The park is closed.”

“We don’t need to go to the park,” said Len. “There were security cameras. We can watch the security recordings.”

“How?” asked Mark.

“On my iphone,” answered Len. “I got an app for that.” Len operated his iphone, and within seconds managed to hack into the security computer system and find recording for the previous night when they were at the Villains’ Hide-out inside the Wonders of Life. “I got the video at the point we transported by Maleficent’s spell.”

The video began to play: Malificent cast her transportation spell upon Len and Mark, and the two brothers vanished. She then turns around and confronts Jafar, who was hiding behind her. “You lied,” she scorned him. “You told me that they were IRS auditors here to examine my returns I filed for the past three years. They weren’t auditors, they were tourists!”

“It doesn’t matter,” says Jafar. “At least those troublesome kids are gone forever!”

“You will pay for this!” shouts Maleficent as she begins to cast a spell, but Jafar pulls out a ray gun from up his sleeve and fires it a Maleficent. Suddenly, she is frozen like a statue unable to move. He then turns his ray gun on all the villains in the hide-out, freezing them into immobilized statues.

Then two well-dressed weasels which Len and Mark had encountered on their first night at Disney World, came up to Jafar. “Ya sure did show’em, boss,” said the larger of the two well-dressed weasels.

“I don’t need your approval,” snapped Jafar. “Thanks to your incompetence, I had to capture Minnie Mouse! Thanks to your incompetence I had to trick Maleficent into getting rid of troublesome kids! So let me show you my gratitude!”

Jafar then pointed the gun at the two well-dressed weasels and fired. The two weasels were frozen in fright. Once he froze all the villains and the weasels, Jafar pulled his head off and then peeled out of the Vizier uniform. It turned out that Jafar was not Jafar, just as Iago had told Len and Mark. It was in fact only a disguise. The man inside was a mad scientist wearing a deep blue uniform with a double breasted coat. He had black leather gloves and boots. His face was almost as blue as his suit, his hair black and slicked back into a pony tail, and he had a scar on his left cheek. “All you movie villains think you’re all that! I showed you! I’m no longer stuck on the Disney Channel,” the mystery villain bragged. “And so, I will control the whole world – Disney World!”

“Who’s he?” asked Mark.

“I’ll capture that image from the video and run it through facial recognition,” said Len. “I got an app for that on my iphone.” In seconds the program runs and popped up the following information from a google search:


Name: Dr. Drakken
Occupation: Mad Scientist bent on World Domination
Alias: Andrew “Drew” Lipsky
Associate: Shego
Arch Nemesis: Kim Possible

“This is some bad joke,” said Mark. “Our vacation is getting wrecked by some two-bit Disney Channel villain wanting to take over Disney World. It’s so lame.”

“You got to hide me from that blue-skin nut job!” pleaded Iago, and reluctantly the brothers agreed. It was a decision that both would live to regret, as Iago snored through the night while he slept, and Len and Mark could not get any sleep that night from the unending snoring. In the morning, the two brothers got up and got dressed to meet their parents for breakfast. “Stay in here and don’t leave the room,” Len instructed Iago.

After the night of mind-numbing snoring, Len wondered if he was going to further regret letting Iago stay in their room. Len and Mark joined their parents for breakfast, and afterwards, the family headed to Disney Hollywood Studios theme-park. They rode the Great Movie Ride, Muppetvision 4D, and especially Star Tours, which he knew would be the last time his family would ride this version before Disney Imagineering converted it over to Star Tours 2.0. Afterwards, they were off to the Indiana Jones Stunt Spectacular. While the family waited to be seated in the auditorium benches, Len quickly went to check out a gift shop back on Hollywood Boulevard.

Upon leaving the gift shop someone running quickly past Len bumped into him. Len was shocked. It was Jafar! Or could it be Dr. Drakken? Without a second thought, Len quickly sprinted in pursuit. “Move it, Dinosaur-brain!” Jafar shouted as he knocked over an old man with a walker. “Make way! Bad guy coming through!” shouted Jafar as he pushed and shoved any tourist barring his way. “Take that…and that..and that!” When Jafar reached the corner of Hollywood Boulevard and Sunset Boulevard, he stopped briefly to catch his breathe and to get his bearings. He turned to see that Len was chasing him, and Len saw that Jafar had a gold skeleton key in his hand. “Drats! Do-gooder on my tail!” cursed Jafar.

“Stop! I know who you are! Give it up, Dr. Drakken!” shouted Len.

Jafar stopped, pulled off the mask, and then the disguise peeled away to reveal Dr. Drakken. “Fine by me! The whole disguise thing was just too Scooby-Doo for me anyhow!”

Dr. Drakken turned and ran down Sunset Boulevard, and Len was quick in pursuit. As Len closed the distance, Dr. Drakken stopped and shouted aloud for everyone to hear, “Look! Everyone! It’s the fourth Jonas Brother! The youngest – Frankie!”

Before Len could catch up with Dr. Drakken he was instantly mobbed by young teenage girls screaming “Jonas!” and clamoring for this autograph. Len was stuck in the mob as Dr. Drakken, laughing, raced away down Sunset Boulevard free of any pursuers. Len tried to escape the mob of fanatic Jonas fans but with little success. Finally, Len annoyed by the mob, shouted, “I am not a Jonas brother! In fact, I don’t like listening to their music!”

The mob turned quiet and shocked from Len’s outburst. Then he saw as their expressions on their faces turned to anger. It was so quiet the only sound heard was the gulp when Len swallowed. Len knew that this was not good…

Len was running for his life ahead of the angry mob of Jonas fans as they were now chasing him down Sunset Boulevard. The mob was in fact much larger as Len recklessly also confessed he did not like the “Twilight” books either, and was not a fan of Team Edward or Team Jacob. By a stroke of luck, Len actually saw Dr. Drakken running far ahead of him as he took a side lane that lead to the Fantasmic seating area. Dr. Drakken momentarily disappeared from Len’s sight before Len suddenly heard the roar of jet engines powering up. There was a small boom to be heard as Dr. Drakken’s jet craft screamed down Sunset Boulevard. Len dove to the ground seconds before the jet craft roared overhead. “Surprise!” shouted Dr. Drakken as he passed by Len.

The angry mob of Jonas fans and Twilight fans chasing Len dispersed rapidly for cover upon seeing the jet craft. The small jet craft, purple in color with gold trim, was piloted by Dr. Drakken, and was flying a few feet about Sunset Boulevard. His passenger, equally mad and evil in appearance, raised the alarm as the jet craft was about to collide into a building. “Pull up! Now!” shouted Dr. Drakken as he managed to narrowly avert the collision, and with sheer luck his inept piloting regained control of the jet craft and send it soaring back down Sunset Boulevard the way it came. Len stood his ground as the jet crafted roared toward him, and with his iphone took photos of Dr. Drakken and his passenger. Len managed to jump aside as the craft passed him once again and then flew skyward out of the park.

“You do manage to find trouble, young man,” said Fred P. Milpin, who managed to appear from nowhere next to Len. Len was puzzled by his sudden appearance, and also by the fact he was still wearing the same brown suit and green tie from the other night. Mr. Milpin looked and Len and said with a very serious tone, “Shouldn’t you be somewhere else at this moment?”

Len forgot he should be at the Indiana Jones Stunt Spectacular. Len looked at his watch and realized he had two minutes to get there before the show started. As he ran off, Milpin shouted to him, “They’re waiting for you a few rows back from the control booth, center stage!”

He managed to make it with a few seconds to spare to sit with his family before the show started. He had seen it before, but it was part of fun of being at Disney Hollywood Studios. Once the show was over, it was time for dinner, and this particular dinner was in the top five on Len’s list of expected trip highlights he would highly treasure. They went to the Prime Time Café. Len and his family ate their on previous trips and every time it. Prime Time Café was far more than good food from the traditional American family tabletops of the 1950’s, but wait staff provided an experience which involved the guests into these performances that provided entertainment throughout the meal. The wait staff, in character with their 1950’s personas, interacted with Len and his family with laughter and jokes bouncing around the table. Mark made sure to be on his best behavior during the meal out of fear the waitress would make him do a solo performance of sing “I’m A Little Teapot” before all the other patrons dining there. Len, on the other hand, had no such fear because Len would be the type do such in public without embarrassment. His bad behavior resulted in him getting punished with a solo performance. Len didn’t mind, far from it. Dining at the Prime Time Café was an experience Len really enjoyed, and he was grateful that it didn’t disappoint him in anyway.



The family stayed that night for the 10:30 PM showing of Fantasmic! After the show, they returned back to Yacht Club by the water taxi. Everyone was tired for it had been a long and busy day. Aside from Dr. Drakken, it had been a perfect day for Len.

On the way back to the resort, Len and his brother sat together, and Len took the opportunity to update Mark on his encounter with Dr. Drakken and his unknown associate earlier that day, and the fact the pair stole a second gold skeleton key. “Now all they need to do is find the hidden location of Vault Disney,” said Mark.

Having just told Mark the whole story, Len then had a thought. “When I saw Dr. Drakken and the other guy - I got a photo of the other guy, the one with the crazy look. I’ll run it through my facial recognition app on my iphone.”

He did so, and got the following search results from Google:


Name: Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz
Occupation: Mad Scientist bent on World Domination and CEO of Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc.
Associate: None
Arch Nemesis: Perry the Platypus

“Oh great, another nut job that has escaped the Disney Channel,” sighed Mark.

The family got off the water taxi at the common dock shared by the Yacht and Beach Club Resorts. As the family walked down the dock, something bizarre and shocking happened. A silver mechanical tentacle wrapped itself around Mark, pinning his arms next to his body. The tentacle then yanked Mark off the ground, and his family watched with shock and terror as they watched him being dragged skyward to a hovering jet craft. Len recognized immediately, because this was not his first encounter with the jet craft. However, this was the first time Len got to see it without it flying swiftly towards him. The small jet craft had an open cockpit able to sit two to three people. The body of the craft was purple with black or gold trim. It had two bat-shaped wings trimmed in yellow on each side, as well as a large exhaust pipe on each side that ran from the front of the craft down the entire length of the ship. At the front of the jet craft was a yellow nose cone, while the rear had two large pod jet turbines and a pod containing three large rockets. As Mark was pulled into the bottom of the ship, the doors closed, revealing that the belly of the jet craft was black and yellow striped like a bumblebee.

Dr. Drakken and Dr. Doofenshmirtz now held Mark captive. “Wait a second,” said Dr. Drakken looking closely at Mark. “We got the wrong one! Doofenshmirtz, this is all your fault!”

“Well, they’re brothers, it’s dark, and you have to admit there’s a strong family resemblance,” explained the Dr. Doofenshmirtz. “Anyway, a hostage is a hostage. It doesn’t change our evil plan.”

“Hmmmmmmm,” thought Dr. Drakken, and then a large evil grin crossed his face. “I can make this work.”

From below on the ground level Len and his family shouted upward demanding Mark’s release. Dr. Drakken called down, “Alright, we’re taking this guy as our hostage!”

“The name is Mark!”

“Yeh, whatever,” replied Dr. Drakken disinterested.

“What do you want?” shouted Len. “You got the keys, and I don’t know where Vault Disney is located.”

“Ha! But I do now!” said Dr. Drakken. “I found it so - ha!”

“What are you talking about? What does this crazy man want?” asked Len’s father.

“Listen up, if you want his safe return,” demanded Dr. Drakken, “then your do-gooding son will not interfere with our plans to take over Disney World! This should scare you off of our tail!”

“My name is Len!”

“Yeh, whatever,” both Dr. Drakken and Dr. Doofenscmirtz said at the same time. And with that the strange jet craft sped off with the maniacal laughter of two mad scientists heard as it disappeared in the distance.

Len’s father was on his cellphone, “I can’t get through to 911. Let’s go inside the hotel and find some police or park security to help us here!”

As his family raced to find some help, Len stopped in his tracks and suddenly remember what Madame Leota had said: For you to save your brother from danger, You must decide to trust a stranger. Len had thought this had meant saving his brother and himself from being stranded on the top of Spaceship Earth and accepting help from Dreamfinder, but he now realized he was mistaken. His brother was in danger, and Len felt it was all his fault for getting his brother mixed up in all these crazy events. Could the day get any worse?

11:59 PM 07/01/2010 CATASTROPHE system trip report cut-off
System recording for next report starts with 12:00 AM 07/02/2010

[NaCler]

Doofenshmirtz... Nice...

[mindflipper]

Doofenshmirtz... Nice...

Got the idea because someone on Subsonic had their location listed as "Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc." and as I didn't know what that was I had to google it. The google search lead me to a blogsite with "Dr. Drakken vs. Dr. Doofenshmirtz" and - voila! - inspiration! Dreamfinder would be proud...

[NaCler]

Got the idea because someone on Subsonic had their location listed as "Doofenshmirtz Evil Inc." and as I didn't know what that was I had to google it. The google search lead me to a blogsite with "Dr. Drakken vs. Dr. Doofenshmirtz" and - voila! - inspiration! Dreamfinder would be proud...

Sweet... it's nice to know I had a little something to contribute to this masterpiece! Nice work mindflipper. Too bad they are only there for a week. I think you could go on for awhile.

as a side note, I need to change back to Doofy Evil Inc., I think it sounds better.

[mindflipper]

DAY 7: JULY 02, 2010

For hours the police questioned and questioned again Len and his parents about the abduction. The fact they stated two cartoon villains abducted Mark with a cartoon-like jet craft did not generate any credibility with the police; however, there were witnesses who were able to corroborate some of the details, and the investigation began immediately to find two “unknown assailants” in “unidentified jet-powered transportation”. Len was exhausted after telling the same story to the police over and over again for four hours, and finally returned to his room to get some sleep.

Upon entering the room Len was greeted by Iago, who was sitting up in one of beds with the TV remote control. “All the friggin’ TV has is 500 channels of Resort Television!” squawked the annoying bird. “And would have killed you have something to eat around here?”

Len looked over the snacks they had purchased when they arrived, but only the wrappers were left. “After that,” complained Iago, “I had to get room service.”

“Room service?!?” gasped Len in shock. He found sheets of paper on floor next to door when he entered. He picked up and read the sheets of paper. As Len read sheet after sheet, his jaw dropped in pure shock. It was bill to date of charges, and Len began to read it aloud, “Four room service meals…seven pay-per-view movies…”

“Hey, Eclipse just came out and I had to see the other two films first before I go see it,” explained Iago.

“…and…no way…two hours of massages down at the spa?!?”

“Hey, I had knot in right wing that was making it painful to fly,” justified Iago for the massage. “And boy she had magic fingers, so I had go for the second hour. Hope you don’t mind I charged the tip to the room. She deserved it.”

Len looked at the tip and nearly gagged. He flopped down on the other bed, and realized in fact that things could get worse. “When Mom and Dad find out, they’re going to kill me!”

Len tried to sleep, but knowing Drakken and Doofenshmirtz had his brother captive just left him wide awake on the bed, listening to Iago snoring as he slept in the other bed. He watched the dawn came up, and as the time passed Len got angrier and angrier. “Wake up, Iago!” he shouted as he shook the bed. “We’re going to rescue my brother. Drakken and Doofenshmirtz are going to pay for screwing with my Disney World vacation!”

Len looked out front, and the police were still out there. As he was originally the intended abductee, the police thought it prudent to put a guard on Len and keep him in his hotel room. He then checked the balcony as a possible escape route, but it was too far up and he had no experience in scaling buildings. “Iago, no way you can…”

“Seriously?” Iago said glaring at Len. “I’ve got two wings! I’m not an elevator! Hello? Trying to get us killed? It’s not hard to tell which one of us is the bird-brain here!”

“Their ship headed off in the direction of the Magic Kingdom. That must be where Vault Disney is located. I’m going there and I will save my brother. I need a way to get there as fast as possible,” Len explained to Iago. It made sense to Len. He theorized if Disney Magic has been around since the beginning, it had to be at the Magic Kingdom as it was the first park to be built.

“Alright, give me your iphone,” said Iago. “I know just what you’re looking for…”


…Len held on tight. He was sure he was feeling G-Forces as he on desperately clung onto Aladdin’s magic carpet. Iago had regretted asking this favor of the carpet, as the bird struggled to hold on Len by wrapping his wings around Len’s neck and digging his claws into his shirt. Len brought Iago along not for company but out of mercy to his wallet. A second day of room service and charges would cause a nuclear meltdown in his personal finances. Yet as rough as the magic carpet flight turned out to be, Len found himself on Main Street in the Magic Kingdom in matter of mere seconds. He felt nauseated from the wild flight, and felt sure he had never been on any flight that resulted in a sonic boom like this one. Len thanked the carpet, and the magic carpet flew off. “What next?” asked Iago.

Len hadn’t much time to think that far ahead. He was at the Magic Kingdom. For you to save your brother from danger, You must decide to trust a stranger. Len remembered the business card in his pocket and made the call on his iphone. He needed help from a stranger, and there was no on stranger than that Mr. Milpin guy. Mr. Milpin arrived, still wearing the same brown suit and green tie. Len quickly told him the problem, and gave a quick synopsis of all the events leading up to Mark’s abduction. Milpin revealed to Len he didn’t work for Disney, telling Len, “Look at my business card again…but touch it with the Key to Imagination this time.”

Len looked the business card, which just had the name Fred P. Milpin. He pulled the gold skeleton key from his pocket and did as asked. The letters on the card began to mix and move around on the card, and then resettled back to form one word: Mindflipper. “You can’t be…”

“Yes I am. Greetings, Len!” said Mindflipper very friendly but in hurried rush. “Sorry for the subterfuge. Long story, explain later. Listen, now that we got past the introductions, we got little to do and lots of the time. On second thought, reverse it: lots to do, little time.” Mindflipper got on his cellphone and made a conference call, “The Vault is somewhere in the Magic Kingdom. Everyone mobilize. We meet in Main Street in 20 minutes. Look for Iago.”

He hung up the phone and turned to Iago, perched on Len’s shoulder. “Need to work with Len here for a second. I need you to wait up the street for the others to arrive.”

“WHAT? Do I look like your own personal receptionist to you?” squawked Iago angrily.

Len looked Iago sternly, and without the word the parrot shut up and flew off, doing as it was told.

“Alright, Len, to find your brother we’re going to need to search for something your eyes can see but your mind cannot, understand?”

“Is this that stuff about Perception Engineering?” asked Len. “This is MY vacation, not Rutgers.”

“This is important, so let’s make this a quick class,” said Mindflipper. “Okay, look at the buildings on Main Street. They look like they’re more than two stories, right?”

“But that’s just forced perspectives,” said Len. “Each upper floor of the façade has diminishing heights.”

“But to those who are not aware of forced perspectives it creates the misperception that the building is in fact more than two stories tall,” explained Mindflipper. He then checked his watch, and gestured Len to follow him as he rushed into one of the stores on Main Street. He began to search around through the merchandise as he talked to Len. “Now that misperception happens because the eyes can see the forced perspective, but to an unconcerned mind that information is eliminated in the mind’s perception filter, where it gets dumped out like trash. Then the subconscious goes dumpster diving in that trash to use that junk in your dreams but that’s whole different story.”

They come up a register that is closed and dismantled for repairs, but the repairman wasn’t present. “Perfect!” said Mindflipper, grabbing some metal wire and an extension cord, passed the items for Len to hold. They continue search through the store. “Okay, where was I? Ah yes, perception filter. Now what if you could shift something in eye view automatically to be eliminated by the mind’s perception filter?”

“Like misdirection? The basic principle of a magician’s illusion,” said Len.

“Very good! You’re smarter than the average bear,” said Mindflipper, who stopped briefy upon finding sunglasses where each lens is in the shape of a Mickey. “Buy these,” he told Len. Once Len purchased the sunglasses, Mindflipper asked Len for the Key to Imagination, and Len gave it to him. Holding the sunglasses and the key together, he wrapped them together with the wire. He cut part of the extension cord, and stripped off the rubber to expose the wires, which he then attached key and sunglasses. He returned back to closed register area. “Now don’t do this at home,” he warned Len and plugged the extension cord into the socket in the cash register area. There was sparks immediately, and Mindflipper pulled the plug. “Let’s hope that worked.”


“Now, let’s say you turn those basic principles of misdirection and misperception into an advanced science with years of R&D, create a misperception field, power its enormous energy requirements with Disney Magic, then anyone would be capable of hiding anything in plain sight without anyone’s mind being aware of it,” said Mindflipper. “Question is: how does someone negate the effect?”

He put the Mickey ear sunglasses on Len and pushed him out of the store onto Main Street. Len was shocked by what he saw. There was dozens…perhaps hundreds…of tiny lights in flight all around Main Street. And the tiny lights were emitting a sparkling, glowing dust that would fall upon the park guests. “Are those…fairies?” asked Len.

“Yep, like Tinkerbell,” said Mindflipper. “Fairies spread their magic dust, making people forget the outside world and open their eyes to the joy of Disney World. It’s how Disney Magic gets spread throughout the park. Did you think it was just a marketing gimmick when they say it’s ‘the most magical place on earth’?”

“The glasses…” started Len, but Mindflipper interrupted.

“…were connected to the Key of Imagination by a conductive wire. When charged with electricity, some…just a small amount…of the Disney Magic of the key was transferred to the sunglasses. The Misperception Field runs on Disney Magic, so the glasses on the same wavelength, which allows you to bypass the Misperception Field.”

“That doesn’t...,” started Len, but he wasn’t sure how to argue against such illogical science as it did seem to actually work. “Alright, how does this stuff work on cameras and video-cameras?”

“Sorry, Len. Long story, explain later. Class is over,” said Mindflipper. “We need to meet the others.”

Len wondered who these “others” were…


Len and Mindflipper walked back Main Street to the Town Square at the train station entrance. There they met a group of people that Mindflipper introduced, “Len, meet the Subsonic Mayhem Marauders. Well, those that could make it here.” Len recognized Boilerdude and boilerbabe from boilerbabe’s avatar pictures and trip report photos. Mousekedude and Mouseoholic were recognizable from their trip report photos. Likewise for the same reason he recognized Future Guy and his wife, Future Gal. The last one he felt sure was MadEye from some pictures he posted on subsonic too. As bad of time he has had since his brother was abducted, Len felt better now because his fellow subsonic friends were now here to help him. He got a bit choked up, and gut feeling things were going to get better. But as Len thought about it more, that gut feeling was actually hunger, and even his fellow Subsonic Mayhem Marauders heard the hunger pang growl above the sound of the tourists in the background. Len regretted not getting breakfast before he left.

“Boy, I could go for thick, delicious hamburger myself,” said MadEye. “I know where you can some of the best.”

“Oh! We can get some Dole Whips to go with that!” suggested Mouskedude.

Boilerbabe nodded in agreement, while Boilerdude added, “I’m so hungry I could eat a brontosaurus.”

“And I could personally go for a picnic basket myself!” interrupted Mindflipper with sarcasm. “People, we need to focus here! We have priorities! First: find Mark. Second: stop this dastardly plot before it gets out of hand. Then third: we can eat a great meal. Okay?”

“We’re sorry about Mark getting kidnapped, Len,” said boilerbabe offering her sympathy to Len.

“We’ve been following everything on Subsonic through the CATASTROPHE postings,” said Mouseoholic.

“What are you talking about?” asked Len.

“Yeh, about that – long story, explain later,” said Mindflipper with a guilty grin. “Focus. Remember, we must find Mark. We need a map of the park.”

“No problem,” said Len, pulling his iphone out of his pocket.

Using a map of the Magic Kingdom on his iphone, Len organized everyone into search groups and assigned them search areas: Future Guy and Future Gal were to search Tomorrowland; the Mousekecouple to search Fantasyland; the double-boilers to search Adventureland; and Mindflipper and MadEye to search Frontierland and Liberty Square. Finally, Len and Iago would search Main Street and the Castle.

“Alright, glasses everyone,” said Mindflipper, and everyone in the Subsonic Mayhem Marauders put on sunglasses. Len pondered for a moment, and wondered how they already had special glasses. As if anticipating his question, Mindflipper said, “We came prepared.”

The groups dispersed, and Len and Iago began immediately to search Main Street from end to the other, building by building, brick by brick. After hours of extensive searching, the two completed Main Street for the second time and moved onto Cinderella’s Castle. As the sun began to set, his fellow Subsonic Mayhem Marauders try to convince Len to join them for dinner, but Len refused. Len was not going to rest or eat until he rescued Mark. As Iago ate dinner with the Subsonic Mayhem Marauders, Len was left alone to search the entirety of the Cinderella’s Castle once more. It was his last hope. He searched every inch of the Castle, many parts twice or thrice, but in the end came up empty-handed. After all the searching, Len had not found the Vault Disney. Frustrated, Len sat down on the Wishing Well to take a break when Iago after dinner rejoined Len in his search efforts.




Len was having second doubts about the search and broken-hearted he tossed a coin into the Wishing Well. With a sigh of frustration, Len wished, “I wish we could find the Vault Disney.” Len had lost hope, but then something odd happened. Iago noticed it, and immediately squawked, “Your butt is glowing! Get up!”

Len stood up, and magically appeared where he sat on the wishing well was magical golden keyhole glowing bright in the twilight. It must have been an added security feature – the lock had to be wished for in order for it to appear, even if you see past the misperception field. Len stared at with disbelief before he finally heard Iago shout, “Are you just going to stand there?”

Len put the Key to Imagination into the keyhole. It fit. He turned the key and then removed it. The well suddenly widened and changed shape, transforming into a stairwell with a spiral staircase. Len gave the Iago with instructions to deliver it to Mindflipper and bring him back to well. As the bird departed, Len proceeded down the spiral staircase. It went down deep into the earth, until he reached an open chamber. Before him was Vault Disney, but when he arrived he discovered the great vault door was already opened. It was storehouse of priceless Disney assets, but Len had no time to look. His attention was drawn to an opened doorway at the other end of room, from which he could hear voices. Upon entering, he discovered more stairs leading further down to another chamber. As he quietly went down the steps, he could hear the voices of Dr. Drakken and Dr. Doofenshmirtz, but was unable to hear clearly what was being said.

The stairwell finally opened wide open silo-like chamber. Len was amazed by what he saw when he entered. In the center of the room was elevated area with various banks of highly sophisticated computers. Above it, floating without any support was an incredibly large glowing sphere of energy. It glowed with a bright gold light. Len knew this had to be Core, the source of all Disney Magic. Again, Len heard Dr. Drakken and Dr. Doofenshmirtz talking, and Len ran to elevated area, up the stairs on its side, and confronted the two mad scientists, “Alright, where’s my brother?!!”

“Here, Len,” said Mark. Len turned around and saw his brother smiling at him. Mark sprayed something in his face, and Len passed out…

When Len regained consciousness, he found himself with his arms pinned behind the chair, handcuffed to the chair. His brother stood before him with Drakken on one side, Doofenshmirtz on the other. “Mark…”

“I’m not Mark,” his brother said with a sinister grin. “I’m Evil Mark.”

“Thanks to my patented Evil Mind Control Machine,” bragged Dr. Doofenshmirtz. “Usually it takes a while to work, but it works on faster on shy and reserved people.”

Both Dr. Drakken and Dr. Doofenshmirtz put a gold skeleton key into the Core’s control panel and turned the keys. A small green light lit up on the control panel. With that Dr. Drakken activated the evil device, and the machine whirred to life. “You’re too late!” gloated Dr. Drakken. “Our evil plan is about to start. We have hooked up our evil…”

“…evil machine to the computer system that controls the Core of Disney Magic…,” interrupted Dr. Doofenshmirtz, but he in turn got interrupted by Dr. Drakken.

“…and when we activate the machine…,” said Dr. Drakken, but he got bumped by Dr. Doofenshmirtz. The two mad scientists were competing to tell Len every detail of evil plan.

“…it will delete every single Disney character from existence, and then…”

“…then we will rule Walt Disney World without any opposition!” concluded Dr. Drakken, proud he got the last word in over Dr. Doofenshmirtz.

“If you delete EVERY Disney character,” reasoned Len logically, “then you would delete yourselves as well.”

“I hadn’t thought of that,” thought Dr. Doofenshmirtz ruefully.

“Don’t listen to him!” demanded Dr. Drakken. “He’s a kid, and we’re brilliant mad scientists! Our plan is totally with it! It’s boss! It’s off the heazy! What does that kid…”

“My name is Len.”

“Yeh, whatever,” said Dr. Drakken. “What does that kid know?”

Dr. Doofenschmirtz wasn’t convinced that Dr. Drakken was right. Dr. Doofenshmirtz started punching at buttons on the evil device they hooked up, but Dr. Drakken pointed at Doofenshmirtz and commanded,”Evil Mark! Stop him!”

Evil Mark pointed a ray gun and fired it at Doofenshmirtz, and the mad scientist was instantly frozen like the villains back at the Wonders of Life. He then confronted the captive Len, “You think you’re all that? I’ll show you! You’ll see who has game, because I’m going to open a bag of freak on you that you’ll never forget!”

Dr. Drakken pulled his mask off, and then peeled out of the suit. It turned out Dr. Drakken was a disguise! It is his place was a tall man, wearing a purple and magenta pilot’s trenchcoat and pilot’s cap with googles. He had a long nose, and enlarged cleft chin, and a long thin curled mustache. Len realized his misunderstood Madame Leota’s warning: it was not a dastardly plot, it was a Dastardly plot! “Surprise!” the villain shouted. “It’s me – Dick Dastardly!”



“Dick Dastardly? Weren’t you retired from Universal Studios?” asked Len.

“I wasn’t retired…I was EVICTED!” shouted Dastardly angrily, with the last word in particular echoing through the large chamber. Dastardly regained his composure and continued, “They got rid of me, casted me aside for Jimmy Neutron. I was forced to tour lesser parks, like King’s Dominion and…Dollywood. Dollywood! Can you imagine the indignity of being reduced to Dollywood?!? Now everyone is going to pay the price! You can’t stop me! I’m deliciously wicked and as unscrupulous as ever!”

Overhead, the giant golden glowing of the Disney Magic Core changed color, from its golden brilliance to a sinister, eerie purple. The entire chamber was bathed with that sinister, eerie purple light.

Dastardly pushed a button on the console and a large section of the chamber wall opened up to reveal an enormous mickey-shaped monitor that had to be about two stories tall. “Now witness my most devious and cunning plan ever!” Dastardly told Len, and then Dastardly let out one of characteristic cackling laughters. The giant Mickey-shaped monitor flickered to life, displaying images of the effects Dastardly’s evil device was having on the Disney Magic Core. Len…%20%...watched…<EOF>…horrified as…as…as….as….as…as…as….

ERROR! ERROR! DATA OVERFLOW
SYSTEM OPERATION INTERRUPTION
SYSTEM INTEGRITY COMPROMISED
INCOMING DATA ROUTED TO BUFFER

EDIT: Sorry, it appears something happened that has impacted the Muppet Labs CATASTROPHE Reporting System. Whatever the problem was, it happened to all their systems simultaneously, bringing Muppet Labs completely down. They have been working on bringing the system back on-line, and have assured me that they will have restored the remainder of Day 7 trip report before the next trip report is posted. Please remember this system is in its first field test ever, and like most of Muppet Lab product developments, there are technical glitches that need to be worked out along the way. Thank you for your patience.

[Amy]

A system error?!?! Nooooooooo!!

[Debbiedeb]

We're leaving for WDW the end of July. Staying at the Wilderness Lodge, what a great deal, we booked when they were advertising a special so we got the hotel for 40% off and a $750.00 gift card. They are practically paying us to go. Isn't life grand. Originally we were planning to visit in November, but with this special we couldn't pass it up. We have reservations for HDDR, Le Cellier, and Whispering Canyon Cafe. We are trying some new activities for us...horseback riding and boating. Always something new. One of my favorite things to do in WDW is go bike riding around the hotels, we have so much fun exploring. Can't wait 28 days to go.

[mindflipper]

We're leaving for WDW the end of July. Staying at the Wilderness Lodge, what a great deal, we booked when they were advertising a special so we got the hotel for 40% off and a $750.00 gift card. They are practically paying us to go. Isn't life grand. Originally we were planning to visit in November, but with this special we couldn't pass it up. We have reservations for HDDR, Le Cellier, and Whispering Canyon Cafe. We are trying some new activities for us...horseback riding and boating. Always something new. One of my favorite things to do in WDW is go bike riding around the hotels, we have so much fun exploring. Can't wait 28 days to go.

Made some great choices in ADR's there. I don't know if you live in Florida, but July can be very warm and very humid. If you think you're going to be outside alot, think about bringing along some strong SPF protection. If this is your first time at the Wilderness Lodge, you've picked a beautiful resort. I've been wanting to stay there myself.

[Amy]

We're leaving for WDW the end of July. Staying at the Wilderness Lodge, what a great deal, we booked when they were advertising a special so we got the hotel for 40% off and a $750.00 gift card. They are practically paying us to go. Isn't life grand. Originally we were planning to visit in November, but with this special we couldn't pass it up. We have reservations for HDDR, Le Cellier, and Whispering Canyon Cafe. We are trying some new activities for us...horseback riding and boating. Always something new. One of my favorite things to do in WDW is go bike riding around the hotels, we have so much fun exploring. Can't wait 28 days to go.

Great deal! The same one people I know got and used a few weeks ago although they stayed at the Bay Lake Towers. She mentioned that it was really hot and they started sweating as soon as they stepped out of the hotel in the morning.
You'll have to let us know how the horseback riding goes. I've never known anyone that has done that before...

[mindflipper]

DAY 7: JULY 02, 2010
MISSING DATA RESTORED FROM BUFFER

“Now witness my most devious and cunning plan ever!” Dastardly told Len, and then Dastardly let out one of characteristic cackling laughter. The giant Mickey-shaped monitor flickered to life, displaying split-screen images of the effects Dastardly’s evil device was having on the Disney Magic Core. Len watched horrified as he watched Disney Character throughout different parks begin to spin like tops.

“Say bye-bye to Disney World!” laughed Dick Dastardly with his usual cackling laughter. “Say Hello to Dick Dastardly World!”

When the Disney characters stopped spinning, they had been transformed into Dick Dastardly or Muttley. They watched it played over and over again throughout the parks on the different split screens:

…In the Pirates of Caribbean, Dick Dastardly was on the deck of the Wicked Wench ordering the pirates to fire the cannons on the boats of park guests instead of firing on the fortress…

…In the Haunted Mansion, after park guests in doombuggies descend from the attic, the frightened caretaker and his terrified dog had been replaced by Dick Dastardly and Muttley who frightened the park guests passing by shouting “Boo!” and then laughing…

….Dick Dastardly’s voice replaced Rod Serling’s voice in the Twilight Zone Tower of Terror, and can be heard saying, “Going Down!...Going Up!...Going Down!” as he turned the ride into the world’s largest yo-yo…

“My evil device has replaced every Disney character with Muttley and me. And it doesn’t end there!” bragged Dick Dastardly. “I have also hooked up Doofenshmirtz’s Evil Mind Control Device as well, so not only will the castmembers in costumes look like us, but they will think like us too!”

Len saw in one split screens on the monitors what Dastardly was talking about: …at a Character Meet and Greet on Main Street, a Dick Dastardly costumed castmember pulled out a pin and popped a little girls balloon. The little girl cried. When the parent objected, Dastardly decked the parent. When the parent tried to get up, and he was knocked out by being hit on the back of the head with a mallot by a Muttley costumed castmember. The two began to laugh evilly about it…

The monitor split screens also showed that Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates was using their ray guns on park guests, freezing them like statues, throughout all of Walt Disney World.

“It doesn’t end there! “ added Dick Dastardly with evil delight. “I’m using the Disney Magic Core to create even more Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates. Soon there will be an army, and that army will march on Universal Studios and destroy it! It’s payback time!”

On screen Len watched as army of Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates, armed with ray guns, began to march out of Disney World. Len was appalled, and he had never witnessed such evil monstrosity on this scale before in his life. “And now that you know everything, it’s time to deal with you,” threatened Dick Dastardly menacing. “Evil Mark! Set the ray gun on full power. This will turn your brother into a statue…forever!”

Evil Mark obeyed, and pointed the gun at Len. Dastardly gave the order, but Evil Mark froze. Len spoke to Mark, “Mark! You’re my brother! Fight the evil mind control!”

“Shoot him! Shoot him!” commanded Dick Dastardly angrily.

Evil Mark turned around suddenly, pointing the gun at Dick Dastardly. “Are you nuts?!? He’s my brother!”

But before Mark could fire at Dick Dastardly, he was shot with a ray gun and frozen like a statue. Len could hear the hissing laughter as THE Muttley, stepping out from a hiding place in the shadows, was holding a ray gun, too. “You think you defeat me that easily?” laughed Dick Dastardly.

Suddenly several Dick Dastardly and duplicate Muttley duplicates brought into the chamber prisoners they had rounded up from the park. Len was disappointed to see that his fellow Subsonic Mayhem Marauders were now held captive by Dick Dastardly too. “Don’t expect help from the cavalry!” Dick Dastardly teased Len. “Because no can stop Dick Dastardly!”

The Core Chamber echoed with Dick Dastardly’s cackling laughter.

11:59 PM 07/02/2010 CATASTROPHE system trip report cut-off
System recording for next report starts with 12:00 AM 07/03/2010

[Amy]

Now that is scary! I wouldn't want to see Dick Dastardly and Muttley everywhere in the parks
Come on guys, you can defeat them!

[MadEye]

Unbelievable. I get one line and it's about being hungry when Len needs help? And I'm wanting just a regular burger? Not something from one of the table service restaurants? C'mon...

[Amy]

Unbelievable. I get one line and it's about being hungry when Len needs help? And I'm wanting just a regular burger? Not something from one of the table service restaurants? C'mon...

Hey, at least you're in it! I'm still waiting to see if I have a part

[mindflipper]

DAY 8: JULY 03, 2010

Suddenly several Dick Dastardly and duplicate Muttley duplicates brought into the chamber prisoners they had rounded up from the park. Len was disappointed to see that his fellow Subsonic Mayhem Marauders were now held captive by Dick Dastardly too.

Len stiffened in his chair as he heard a familiar voice behind him. It was Iago, “Don’t turn around,” he squawked softly. Iago explained when he couldn’t find Mindflipper he came back to the Vault Disney to help Len. Len wondered why Iago didn’t transform like all the other Disney Characters, but he could see the frozen Dr. Doofenshmirtz hadn’t transformed either. Len realized Dastardly’s evil device must have had a flaw: it changed all the characters above in Walt Disney World, but not any of those located in Vault Disney. Iago plucked one of his own tail feathers, and stuck the hard tip into the handcuff lock. “Time to put some of my criminal skills to good use.”

“Don’t expect help from the cavalry!” Dick Dastardly teased Len. “Because no can stop Dick Dastardly!”

The Core Chamber echoed with Dick Dastardly’s cackling laughter.

“I’ll stop you!” shouted Mindflipper.

“Yeh? And what makes you think you can?” sneered Dick Dastardly.

Mindflipper then pulled his mask off, and peeled out of disguise to reveal he was not Mindflipper at all but a large brown bear standing upright on its hind legs. He had a green hat on his head, white starch dress collar around his neck, and a green tie. As he straightened the tie, Yogi Bear said with a devilish smile, “Because I’m smarter than the average bear!”



Dick Dastardly was suddenly alarmed. “Drats! It’s that do-gooding bear! Forget it, Bear! You'll never same him!"

Dastardly turned around and grabbed the ray gun from the hands of the frozen Mark. He aimed the gun at the bear; but before he could pull the trigger, Dastardly was attacked by Len, who had just been freed from the handcuffs by Iago. During the scuffle, they knocked over Muttley as well as knocking the ray gun out of Dastardly’s hand. Dastardly’s ray gun, knocked out of his hands by Len, flew through the air and then landed in front of Yogi Bear. Yogi Bear grabbed the ray gun, and used it to freeze the Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates keeping them prisoner. “Come on, everybody! We can save Len!” shouted Yogi Bear, and started to charge up the steps.

Then the rest of the Subsonic Mayhem Marauders pulled off their masks and peeled out of their suits: Boilerdude and boilerbabe turned out to be Fred and Wilma Flinstone in disguise, Mousekedude and Mouseoholic were in reality Barney and Betty Rubble, Future Guy and Future Gal were George and Jane Jetson in disguise, while MadEye turned out to be Shaggy Rogers. Dastardly tossed Len aside, and upon seeing the people below out of their disguises, pressed a red button on the console that sent out an alarm. “Double Drats! Time for some reinforcements!”

Yogi tossed Fred the ray gun as he headed up to the platform. Fred, Barney, and Shaggy formed a line to confront the incoming Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates. However, when Fred fired, the ray gun sputtered as it was out of power. “Zoinks!” screamed Shaggy, and with a puff of smoke he disappeared into a hiding spot, leaving Fred and Barney to face the duplicates. “Oh fellows,” called out Wilma and Betty, and as the Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates turned around they were stunned to find themselves facing two stone age women bearing extremely large stone skillets in their hands. Each time the stone skillet struck a duplicate there was a bright red flash, and the words “Kaboom!”, “Bang!” and “Splat!” would appear each time the sound effect was heard. There were so many unconscious Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates that the little birds tweeting got confused about which head they were needed to orbit.

When Yogi arrived on the platform area with Dick Dastardly, Muttley and Len, Muttley’s ray gun was in the center of floor. All four immediately dove for the gun. During the scuffle, the ray gun went off accidentally and hit Mark, unfreezing him. “Thank G-,” said Mark, but before he could complete that second word the ray gun went off accidentally again, freezing Mark back into a statue. Scuffle continued, and the ray gun went off again accidentally, unfreezing Mark once more. “Can you st-,” but once again, he was unable to complete the word he said as the the ray gun went off accidentally again, freezing Mark back into a statue once more. Again, as the scuffle continued, the ray gun went off accidentally and for a third time Mark was unfrozen; however, Mark didn’t say anything as he waited to be frozen back again.

Much to his relief, it did not happen. Iago swooped down, grabbed the ray gun in both of claws, and flew off with the gun. “I’ll take that!” the bird squawked.

Meanwhile, Fred Flinstone could hear the approaching Dick Dastardly and Muttley and ran to the door. “Step on it, Barney!”

"Right, Fred!" said Barney following Fred's lead.

Fred and Barney had closed the door to the chamber and bolted it with just barely seconds to spare. The Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates on the other side were attempting to knock it down. Fred and Barney barred the door with their bodies. “Hold on, Barney!”


Back on the platform, Len pulled himself out of the scuffle and stood up. Iago flew over him and dropped the ray gun. Len pointed it at Muttley and fired, freezing the dog into a statue-like stance. He then pointed the gun at Dick Dastardly, and Dastardly was surrounded by Len, Mark and Yogi Bear. “Give up, Dastardly!” demanded Len.

Dick Dastardly whacked the frozen Muttley on the back of the head and cursed, “Muttley! It’s all your fault!”

George and Jane Jetson ran up the steps. “We must do something quick or we’ll be overrun by the duplicates soon!”

“Too Late!” said Dick Dastardly, then pressing the button of a small box he held in his hand. The main computer console that controlled the Disney Magic Core exploded, leaving it destroyed. “Now there’s nothing you can do!” laughed Dastardly with his usual cackling laughter.

Iago landed on Len’s shoulder. “Why are you hesitating? Shoot bozo with the gun and be done with him!”

Len evaluated Iago’s advice, and for once he agreed he had nothing to lose. Len pressed the trigger and Dick Dastardly was frozen where he stood.

George Jetson ran immediately to console and scanned the damage to determine what can be done. “There’s no hope of repairing it.” George disconnected Dastardly’s evil device from the Disney Magic Core, but it changed nothing. “Oh boy! It seems Dastardly’s evil device has already done its damage. He’s right – the damage is permanent.”

“Oh great,” said Mark dispirited. “We’re so doomed.”

“Not so fast,” said Len as he stepped forward. “This console is damaged, but not the central computer. We need to find another way to access it. Some other wireless means to connect it.”

“Maybe,” said George. “But how?”

Len proudly held up his iphone. “Luckily, I have an app for that.”

Len worked quickly on iphone, and within in a minute had managed to establish a connection with the Disney Magic Core’s central computer. As he worked, George Jetson and Yogi Bear watched the iphone screen. “We’re in luck!” said Len happily. “Dick Dastardly did not overwrite the Disney Characters, he deleted them and put only himself and Muttley into the core. However, he forget to empty the waste-basket on the computer. I can restore all the Disney Characters and deleted Dick Dastardly and Muttley!”

He did so, and nothing happened. The Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates were still pounding at the door to get in, and the Flinstones and Rubbles were doing their best to hold the door from giving way.

“Maybe we need to reboot?” suggested George.

“I’ll vote for that,” added Yogi.

Len found the reboot sequence for the Disney Magic Core, and initiated it from his iphone. Slowly, the sinister, eerie purple glowing orb above them got dimmer and dimmer as it shrunk in size. The banging on the doors from the Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates ceased. The frozen Dr. Doofenshmirtz then vanished. Len turned to Iago, but before the bird perched on his shoulder could say anything he vanished too. On the giant Mickey shaped monitor on the chamber wall he could see the army of Dick Dastardly and Muttley duplicates marching off to Universal Studios also vanished just as the giant monitor screen powered down. The glowing orb had shrunk to size no larger than a beach ball before it collapsed in on itself and vanished, drowning the entire chamber in pitch black darkness. The only light they had was from some of the instrumentation panels and monitors that were still working. Len was very nervous. It was a risky thing to attempt a reboot of a computer system he had no idea of how it worked, especially one that controlled a magical power source.

“Yabba-Dabba-Doo!” shouted Fred, holding his cellphone with a small red flashing light. “It got a signal!”

“So do I!” said Yogi Bear, and as he held the device Len realized their cellphones were some other kind of communication device. His strange device had the same red flashing light. “It appears since the Disney Magic Core is down, our communicators are back up!”

“Signal is weak,” added George Jetson. “Need to boost it with some power.”

“Over here, George,” said Jane, pointing to terminal marked “WDW Telecomunications”. They were in luck, as it was a separate system and was powered by a different power source. George connected his communicator into the terminal’s USB port and began to work. “Hopefully, we should get some-”

Before George could finish that thought, the loudspeakers overhead burst with the excited voice of a little boy. “Mom! Dad!”

“That’s my boy Elroy!” shouted George, the proud father.

“Where are you, Yogi?’ said another voice, which the bear recognized as his little buddy Boo-Boo.

“It ain’t Jellystone Park,” Yogi answered gleefully.

“Locked onto your coordinates. Opening the wormhole now.”

Down below, lights began to shimmer, and then twist into a spiral twirl as the wormhole opened, connecting Walt Disney World to the Funtastic World of Hanna and Barbera. Before Len could take it all in, there was earth shattering boom that rattled the entire chamber. He could hear the hum of the Disney Magic Core as it started to power up. It was a strange hum. It wasn’t mechanical. Nor was it electronic. It was a voice. A single voice humming. As the power continued to increase, it sounded like more voices were joining, turning it into a choir. Len felt pretty sure that the choir of voices were in fact humming very slowly the Mickey Mouse March tune. Len joined as the choir voices were reaching a climax in their humming, “M – O – U – S- E…”

There was a sudden burst of light as the glowing orb of the Disney Magic Core was restored to its glowing golden brilliance. The radiance of the Disney Magic Core once again lit up bright the chamber.

“Time for us to be heading out,” said Yogi Bear. Fred and Barney grabbed the frozen Dick Dastardly and carried him through the wormhole portal, followed by Wilma and Betty. The Jetsons, carrying the frozen Muttley, followed behind them. Shaggy Rogers, who finally realized it was safe to come out of hiding, quickly ran through the portal. It left only Yogi Bear behind. Yogi turned to Len and Mark, “Uh, thanks, guys. Sorry for the subterfuge. We couldn’t enter Walt Disney World as we were, so we went in undercover using your fellow Subsonic friends as our disguises. We used the photos posted in trip reports upon which to base our disguises.”

“Why didn’t you just tell us the truth?”asked Len.

“Would you have believed me?” asked Yogi in return.

“After the last few days – yes!”answered Mark.

“Wait a second,” said Len with a pensive expression on his face. “If you based your disguises off of photos from the trip reports on Subsonic, how did you get Mindflipper’s photo? Everyone has posted trip reports and photos, but I don’t recall Mindflipper posting either.”

“Yeh, well, about that,” fumbled Yogi Bear with a guilty smile. “Long story, explain later.”

There was a bright burst of light and Mickey Mouse, dressed as the Sorcerer’s Apprentice, appeared from nowhere. “Someone must have rebooted the Core of Disney Magic,” said Mickey. “Part of the failsafe program of the reboot is to magically transport me here. Thanks, Len and Mark, you saved Walt Disney World! We’re all deeply grateful, but there’s a lot to clean up.”

With that, Yogi Bear began to make his exit and heading towards the wormhole, “Uh, yeh, I would like stay, but I gotta be on my way. So, thanks for the ride, I’m leaving to the other side. Yea-hey-hey!” Once he stepped through, the wormhole closed, and the Walt Disney World and the Funtastic World of Hanna Barbera were separated once more.

When the two brothers turned around to face Mickey Mouse again, he was holding two mops in buckets. “We risked our lives to save Disney World,” said Mark, “only to be made to clean up the mess? I was thinking we would get medals or something. Maybe even a parade in our honor.”

Len agreed it felt like they were being punished instead of being rewarded. Then Mickey wiggled his fingers and suddenly each mop stood upright. Each mop then unexpectedly sprouted arms and began to walk, picking up the bucket as they went along. Then, like mitosis, each marching mop split into two marching mops. In minutes there were dozens of mops marching out and up the stairs leading out of Chamber. “Oh Tink! TInkerbell!” called Mickey.

With a bright burst of light the fairy appeared. “We need all the fairies and pixies out in full force, Tink!” said Mickey. “We’ve got PUBLIC damage to fix. This is Mouskecontainment Level One.”

Tinkerbell saluted and in another bright burst of light vanished.

Mickey turned to Len and Mark. “Again, guys, I am really grateful for saving Walt Disney World. You must really want to get back to your parents and your hotel room.”

Both Len and Mark smiled and agreed.

“You both look really tired,” said Mickey. “When’s the last time you guys slept?”

After Mark’s abduction, Len got no sleep. He’s been up for more than 24 hours straight. Mark told them he got no sleep after he was abducted because his captors bickered the entire time. The more they thought about it, the sleepier they got. “Why don’t you sit down for a moment and rest?” said Mickey.

They did so in two nearby chairs. Neither brother could stop yawning. Mark fell asleep, but Len was fighting sleep. He could barely keep his eyes open, but then Len conceded if he could just rest his eyes for a few seconds…not long…just for a few seconds….

TRANSMISSION INTERUPTION
Last data transmission – 07/03/2010 1:32 AM
System in stand-by mode – next trip report pending signal connection to resume

EDIT: From what I understand, the interruption is with Len's iphone as the app has temporarily ceased transmitting information, and not with Muppet Labs. Muppet Labs denies it has anything to do a "Level One Mousekecontainment" and such terminology or procedures does not in fact exist. Muppet Labs confirms the remainder of Day 8 has in error been adjoined to Day 9. They will be separating the data and posting the remainder of Day 8 shortly. We appreciate your patience and remind you that the CATASTROPHE trip reporting system is still in development during this initial field test.

[mindflipper]

Unbelievable. I get one line and it's about being hungry when Len needs help? And I'm wanting just a regular burger? Not something from one of the table service restaurants? C'mon...

It did seem uncharacteristic of you...maybe it's because it's a different character altogether!